[ Verse 1 ]
My flow spray, and spray.
I do it day, and day.
It's going my way, I gotta pray.
Don't shit talk my rap, it's my track.
You need a ghostwriter, anyway.
You never carried you're weight on the track.
You just put a neigh.
My thoughts go too the number infinity.
I got high ability, use it minutely.
You seem to be talking a lot of shit for someone that don't write their own lyrics.
You're powerless, I gotta bless.
I have so much stress, yet no press
YOU have access, to my lyrics.
You can use them again, I could careless.
But, let's not forget who made you the "best".
I can have a full on press run but, I got pressure.
You're such an oppressor to mе.
You're girl ain't an impress, she a dеpress.
I'm impressed, you kept going.
You got my attention, now pay attention.
Don't bring my homies in this shit.
Now motherfucker you're gonna get bit.
I'll put up a fight, you'll run away in fright.
Get the fuck out my sight.
You need my starlight to help you slay at night.
I've got bars, on bars.
You got pars, on pars.
[ Verse 2 ]
You're so damn impressionistic
So sad, not artistic.
I'm giving you compressibility.
You dissed my friends, now Im showing full blown hostility.
You were my responsibility.
You dissing me was a possibility.
After this track, you not gonna have mobility.
I got full blown flexibility.
I'm the definition of versatility.
Just wait till I show my friends my track "Levels".
After I showed u that track, you became a rebel.
Just wait till I show them the album
They'll come back, annum.
Fuck you, you witch, little bitch.
It's funny how you just switched.
I pressurized you.
I REVISED YOU.
SUMMARIZED YOU.
now I despise you.
It's OUR feud, don't bring them in it
Not my fault she didn't let u hit it.
I'm not lucky wit girls, but ik I'm gonna be in it.
It's funny how you're being so rude
You're like a little hoe, being in the mood .
You bring them up again,
I'm gonna end you.
Never gonna defend you
I'll have my friends bend YOU.
No, not bend over, you fag.
You're grandmother an old hag, you chase the bag, you were always a drag, you got no swag.
You know I can end the career you never had.
So, stop tryna act bad
At least I got friends, all yo friends lose ends.
Quit trying too be the coolest. Let's make a duellist.
You hit me with a bolder.
I bounce back like a soldier.
I'm not bolder nor, older.
The closest you can get too me. Is through an exam.
I wish I could go ham.
You a fan, bruh you dissing me wasn't part of the plan.
I rebranded you, be thankful.
I wrote you the lyrics on "Revise", no lie.
I wrote you the lyrics on "Eye to eye"
Was a co-writer on "My beginning","I'm winning","Incompatible".
And, let's not forget the song all yo friends fuck wit
"My hoes".
This shows I'm far superior, you're work is so much easier
It's funny how I wasted so much of my energy on levels.
Used so much flows, so much cadence.
It make make my new shit, say less.
Makes all yo songs a mess
Makes the song you did wit Multiple$ have no sense.
You just makes cents.
Stop tryna finesse, u ain't from the west.
You're in the farther back, higher less.
This is my era, my caldera.
[ Verse 3 ]
You crying like a pussy, I need an umbrella.
If you say shit, come back, why u runnin'?
I just defended my friends.
Why don't u do it
You just want the petite.
Ahh, she was so naughty, show her karate.
She had the body, and I took out the body's.
I'll murder the whole lobby.
You making fun of me being robbed.
Making fun of how I just lost 400 dollars, I still fly with honors.
Let's not forget you tried touching someones 11 year old daughter.
You talking about dick riding but, that's all you did to me, since you wanted me writing you're shit, motherfucker take this hit.
You dick riding my friends bruh the fuck you mean (ha,ha,ha)
Leave them out of this mess.
Cause I know damn well you won't take the press.
All you did was just send a text, and say "Can I borrow a lyric?" "Can you write this for me?"
"Can you tell my friends I wrote it?"
It's funny, you little rodent.
I got big surprises, scary tricks.
Among us guys, you rank six.
You're such a damn pussy.
Seems like you got a gender mix.
I don't give a damn if im a twig.
You're the one who's taking the risks.
You're gonna get crucified.
But, it seems all my work is classified.
She wants a ride, we do it side, to side.
Let me give you a guide.
After this track, don't commit suicide.
Since you say we're tied.
Oh, shit. You just died.
I know I don't talk about bitches, and money.
You said, I ain't funny.
My first time doin-it, killed-it.
For starters, I'll make her blow-it.
It's funny cause when I put it in,
she'll be going "Oh-shit"
Do it more than an hour, cause u fkn know-it.
Restart it, remark it. Make her throat-it.
Pull her pants down, she wants to show-it.
Have her on top, she wants too sit.
Well keep going, it's commit.
You say you do it, you don't, hypocrite.
[ Verse 4 ]
I'm never telling u to take care.
It's funny, ik you won't be fair.
This is a song I tare, and wear.
Don't try to take my flare.
You saw my lyrics, you just wanted a stare and, because of that.
You just started a warfare.
Your not on my skill level.
Even a stool will not help you reach my height of skill.
Go make yourself useful and help your mom with the bills.
Sure yeah, you have your will.
But, to me your will means nothing.
Prove yourself ,and make it mean something.
You fucking dumping, dumpling.
Acting big ,and bad once again.
You go shuffling ,and bumping the weak.
But when you do that.
Makes you look pathetic, your so generic.
Get some aesthetic, imma poetic.
I'll be a better writer I promise.
I'll connect my lyric capabilities to my rhyme capabilities, It's all connect the dots.
I attract my capabilities to my lower capacity.
Imma slow down my notes.
I gotta flow. I ain't gonna throw.
Although I know I can go.
Not copy a flow, make a flow.
Row my own boat. Hide my thoughts in the snow.
Treat you like moat.
Don't go around, and gloat.
I'm the goat compared too you.
I'm not the best.
But let me suggest that you shut the fuck up,and let me do what I do best.
Forget gen Z.
Make the A to a V.
No wonder were called gen Z.
Cause we're in this gen, and we're a Z
(Last letter in the alphabet btw)
Therefore everyone is so zen.
Make my money (M), Into W's, they already are.
Just flip them upside down.
Make my own noun.
Fuck your pronouns.
Make you bow down.
I gave you lessons, so much sessions.
I gave you so much extensions.
Now you wasted it, you gave infections.
You fueled my vengeance
I'm giving you so much repentance.
Yet, you lost the mentions.
Don't come back, no more connections.